Naruto : Domination: Chapter 68

( DAIKI )

Fuinjutsu was utter bullshit for a lot of reasons. I would never be a fuinjutsu master, one who actually understood how that shit worked.

While I understood the seals I used, I would never be able to adapt them, and some parts I had memorized, giving up on actually understanding. The only thing I was mostly sure about was that somehow 'intent' entered the equation.

It made sense, since will and intent shaped chakra, and all the world's mumbo jumbo-like impossibilities came from chakra one way or another.

Fuinjutsu was beauty. Once you managed to understand properly a seal, it remained with you, your mind learned how the impossible lines of ink bent reality, and your understanding of the world changed, tilted just that little bit to keep track of the impossible beauty that ink made possible.

I couldn't stress it enough. I remembered clearly explaining to Shikamaru, the only one which had enough brainpower to process it along my other lessons, that at its core the Art was about taking something, placing it somewhere and then taking it out.

Having said that, the why completely escaped me.

The how was somehow more clear.

Like for everything else, it was reduced to chakra. Chakra circulated in patterns described by whatever material that the seal was made out of, creating a fold in reality. Roughly, it reminded me of a gravitational well: an object of a vast matter ( with its related gravity ) that bent spacetime.

Only it happened on a vastly smaller scale and with a lot of complications.

All the fanfiction bullshit about creating a singularity or a door to Cthulu's backyard was exactly that: bullshit. Everything was built in proportion to either technique or chakra. And it made sense, since otherwise there would have been at least one megalomaniac suicide fuinjutsu user since the dawn of time.

Or a serious enough mistake would have already spelt doom for the world. So yes, fuinjutsu was OP, but only in capable hands, the notion that a random civilian could write a seal capable of destroying the universe was absurd at first and risible at best.

Among other things, said folded space was avaliable only for something defined into the seal: to place X into a fuinjutsu array, one had to sonehow define said X with the ink.

Storage scrolls for small enough objects were easy enough to write, for a single element with a general enough definition ( like water ) even easier. Why? For the semplicity of the seal.

I couldn't write seals in english, because the characters didn't allow chakra to circulate in an appropriate way, and simmetry was a foundamental part of stability. (That part brought us back to the why and I was completely lost).

The definition in english would be made with characters that did not flow one into another, or at least with separated words, and it worked. Again, the why completely escaped me.

In general, seals fell under two categories: local or doors. Local working seals were various application of storage scrolls. Doors tossed you into the next dimension. I say next dimension because I believed that all the summons shared the same plane, each location somehow interwined.

Paper bomb? Easy enough, one sealed away fire. Every shinobi had a passable familiarity with fire, defining campfire was enough, the rest of the work was using ink to describe the 'confines' of the seal. Or just pumped chakra into it, which resulted into an explosion once it was let go.

The scrolls used by Shikamaru in the manga against Kakuzu? Natured chakra sealed away.

Paralysis seals? They sucked in electricity on the same frequency of the one that ran through the nerves, effectively binding someone. The last command muscle heard kept them either relaxed or contracted, leaving alone those commands that were sent autonomously, such as the impulses that regulated the heart and whatnot.

Security seals that strengthened walls? It could be done by sealing away the matter in the wall, leaving some paradox-void-shit that was the manifestation of the molecular bond between the matter left behind the one sealed away

Roughly, to seal away shit, I drew a square and placed the definition of what I wanted to put away in the centre of it.

However, if it was that simple, it would have allowed any idiot to seal away the moon, and given the idiots-apocalypses ratio, I was reassured that there was something more to it.

It had taken me months of thinking furiously under the tutelage of my summons, and I had only managed to grasp the rules of the art.

The Uzumaki Clan had an istinctive grasp of the Art, and as such the most bullshit superpowers had roots in Uzushiogakure.

Defining the limits of a seal was akin to build a room, but the seals needed a door, maybe a window or fifteen, and if necessary, a chimney. Some seals' boundaries acted like a pump, sphoning whatever, only needing supports (often in the form of trigrams, because somewhat they were more stable).

How did scribbles on paper and chakra manage to summon the shinigami?

It wasn't an actual god.

It was a pre existent sealing construct, or a manifestation of a dimension, one which had a lock that could be opened only through death, the key to the lock being a soul willingy given.

But that was true only for the input of the dimension, commonly known as shinigami. For the output, one had to become the lock wearing its mask, and using the key ( read cutting open your stomach ) to free what was inside.

If the dimension defined as 'stomach of the Shinigami' existed on its own, had been built by the Uzumaki, or was a repurposed area of the summoning plane, I couldn't tell.

But how did Hiruzen manage to seal away Tobirama, Hashirama's souls along with only Orochimaru's hands in the manga? After all he hadly had the time to write down their names in the Shinigami's stomach: the answer I had managed to find was intent.

At the end of the day, chakra was the car and the road one used to perform ninja magic, the road being technique and the car being your will.

Using the correct hand seals without willing fire into existence would have failed to produce a single spark. It would have also explained how Naruto managed to use his father's hiraishin.

At the last Uzumaki's birth, the whirpool on Naruto's bellybutton acted on the Kyubi's chakra, dragging the chakra beast inside the child, and the eight trigrams acted alternatively as the bars of the cage and the empty spots between one and another, which filtered the Kyubi's chakra into the Uzumaki's coils.

At least that was the only way through which everything clicked together.

Hiraishin? It was madness, but the theory worked. The first time one used a summoning technique got reverse-summoned: a moment of not-being before landing in the summoning plane.

My rudimentary understanding of the hiraishin was that the three pronged seal contained the first part of a reverse summoning, a definition of who was going to be summoned, and a target where this one would pop out of.

The actual workings of it went way over my head, especially the part in which the Fourth Hokage had dozens of those tri pronged kunai around and could switch among every one of his marks without difficulty.

Another question I didn't know how to answer was 'what would happen if the marker where I'm teleporting to gets destroyed before I arrive there?'.

Even if a possible answer was the instantaneousness of the Hiraishin Technique: there was no time between the beginning and the end of the technique, and thusly, either the marker was destroyed before the activation of the technique, rendering it null, or after, and then the user was free to do whatever.

Sealing away [body-chakra-soul] worked well for the Shodaime and Nidaime' edo tensei, while I had to place Orochimaru's scroll inside of a larger array, meant to shut down the chakra, defined as different from mine, which was moving inside.

While the initial seal had as a base concept of sealing another [body-chakra-soul], I had enclosed the sealed Orochimaru into another scroll, which purpose was sealing [human-life], thusly integrating the somewhat loose sealing of the renegade Sannin.

Sealing away something with an active chakra system was a nightmare, since the one inside could run his chakra in the seal enough to disrupt it, returning the folded reality to the norm. In any case, there was no doubt that seals were beautiful. At least once you understood them.

Sealing Biju? Now, that started to be utter bullshit. The seal had to be compatible with the jinchuriki, it had to hold account of both the subject and the biju's chakra, having the first acting as a key to drag out the second. Some mumbo jumbo went in considering that the tailed beast was its chakra.

I sighed, cradling the giant headache that was my head. Kishimoto made up this shit without even thinking about its logic, and now I am forced to find out the hows and whys. I wanted someone to blame, someone I could hit. Kishimoto was a no, for obvious reasons. What to hit, what to hit ...

My eyes landed on the sealing scrolls I had stacked neatly under a tree, a fucked up idea jumping to the forefront of my mind, I shook my head in denial, even I wasn't so crazy. I did want to become S rank without sage mode. I reminded myself.

With a sigh, I walked over, my hand landing on Tobirama' sealing scroll. I could learn some crazy suiton from him...

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